Barrow Fields You don't have to worry

Yeah she thought so! Maia loved a good pun.  Her family hadn't really done a lot of jokes, though at least Wraen shared a good portion of her sense of humor.  Way more than her own littermates seemed to at least.

Maia's ears pricked at the 'we', but of course, she wasn't going to turn down help.  We it was!  You can say that again!  They don't make them fat here like they do back home, either that or all the good ones are hiding.  She peered around, then huffed.  Are you from Rusalka too?  I'm not, I'm just visiting, but it's a neat place.  She kept her eyes opened also, ready to quiet down if she spotted another bird or rabbit or something worth eating.  But she liked to talk, and weird silence tended to make her feel a little oogh.